"A determination to regain territory!"

However, there is also a deep sense of helplessness. ”

Zeng Guofan died suddenly due to illness, Zuo Zongtang felt sad in his heart, although the two were subordinate to political enemies, but they did not die, some for the country. ”

Then, this medal was used as Zuo Zongtang's funeral object, and this secret is unknown. ”

However, Li Hongzhang, as an intermediary, knew the ins and outs of the whole thing, and he once accepted a question from a reporter from Hans and mentioned this flying blood in a few sentences. ”

"The reason why I know is also because I am old and have seen relevant reports. ”

After a pause, he sighed twice: "If not, I am also a stuffy gourd, and I can't see it at all." ”

After speaking, he raised the mountain battle in his hand, aimed at Zheng Shaoqiu, and hissed: "Little thing, today's beam is settled!"

Hearing Xia Lao's words, everyone present let out a long breath, scratching their hearts like cat's claws before, but now they finally know the roots of this chapter.

At this time, the old god of war leaned into Xia Lao's ear and muttered a few words in a low voice.

Xia Lao's slightly cloudy eyes flashed with a touch of pain, and he replied in a low voice, only then did he return to his normal color, and said with a smile: "I have seen the appearance of this chapter before, and there is no damage in the slightest." ”

"This is already a blessing in misfortune, presumably Zuo Zongtang knows in heaven and will be gratified. ”

Hearing this, the old god of war nodded slightly, his right hand holding Zhang Zi tightened slightly, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked inexplicable.

At this moment, Zheng Shaoqiu took two steps forward and said: "Old lady, I said before that this medal will not be disgraced until it falls into your hands." ”

"So ......"

"Well deserved!"

When the words fell, everyone looked shocked.

That's right, the old god of war was a man of martial arts back then, no matter what kind of position he was in, he was all worried about the country and the people.

Isn't this exactly for the official seventeen provinces?

In the prime of life, the old god of war was shrouded in horses, standing out from large and small battles, holding heavy power, decades of time flies, and under his hands, there are more than millions?

Isn't this exactly leading a million soldiers?

One is the dignified King of Xiangyang, although he has no fame, but he can govern both civil and military, and his name will go down in history......

The other is the backbone of today's China and the pillar of the country, who is also self-made, but has made immortal achievements......

How similar they are!

I have to say that at this solemn moment today, this chapter and the old god of war ......

Simply a perfect match!

After a while, Xia Lao slowly put the crutches in front of his knees, clapped his hands vigorously, and his expression trembled.

Immediately afterwards, there was deafening applause on the field, and everyone was so excited that they even had the urge to cry.

The applause came one after another, mixed with the long-lasting applause, and the atmosphere on the whole field suddenly became noisy.

Countless people looked solemn, and there was deep admiration in their eyes when they looked at the old god of war.

There are many people who glanced at Zheng Shaoqiu deeply, which is meaningful.

After listening to Zheng Shaoqiu's narration quietly, the old god of war held his bloody right hand and trembled slightly.

The hair is full of frost, the old face is full of ravines, and the cloudy eyes are full of Dao Shenhui, as if he is reminiscing about the years of Rongma.

The next moment......

A palpitating momentum soars into the sky!

In front of everyone, this old man who was about to die was like a gun, murderous!

All of a sudden, all the guests present changed their faces, their faces flashed with irrefiable excitement, and their hearts fluttered wildly, as if they were about to jump out of their chests.

The old god of war pursed his lips, looked around the audience, and shouted, "Good!"

"Good!"

"Good!"

After speaking, he raised his right hand high, presented the bloodstone chapter in front of everyone, and said loudly: "I, Qin Yunhai, have been honest and honest all my life, and I have never done anything against my conscience, let alone accepted anyone's bribes......"

After a pause, his words changed abruptly: "However, today, this chapter ......"

"I'll take it!"

This sentence was like a muffled thunder, directly in everyone's ears.

Everyone couldn't stop gasping, their eyes were extremely round, their mouths were open enough to stuff an egg, and the shock in their hearts was incomprehensible!

Immediately after, the applause was thunderous!

All the guests clapped their palms vigorously, even if their palms were red, they didn't care much.

"Good!"

"Good!"

"Good!"

......

In the applause, the old god of war slowly turned his head, looked at Zheng Shaoqiu, and said in a deep voice: "Little guy, I accept this gift." ”

"Thank you. ”

Hearing this, Zheng Shaoqiu's face was as calm as ever: "I said before that in today's world, only you are qualified to have this medal. ”

"Hahahaha......"

The old god of war laughed when he heard this, and he was full of spirits, and after a while, he said loudly: "Your name is Zheng Shaoqiu, I remember you little guy." ”

"Later, come and walk around me when you have time. ”

"Tonight, come with me to admire the moon. ”

Zheng Shaoqiu pursed his somewhat dry lips when he heard this, and his tone was calm: "It's late......"

"It doesn't matter. ”

The old god of war waved his hand lightly and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter how late it is, don't go, sleep at my house tonight." ”

Hearing this, all the guests and rich people present changed color.

The meaning of this sentence is already very obvious......

With the favor of the old god of war, the future prospects of this young man are simply limitless!

For a while, everyone was envious and jealous, and they glanced at Zheng Shaoqiu deeply, as if they wanted to engrave his appearance into their minds.

There are also many people with lively minds, with appreciation in their eyes, and then they glanced at the female dependents beside them, and the corners of their mouths raised a touch of arc......

In addition, those young girls dressed in evening gifts also had their eyes flashing and secretly moved their minds.

Seeing the scene in front of her, Qin Wanyu smiled lightly at the corner of her mouth, and her good-looking eyes seemed to be filled with mist, a little misty and a little profound.

An Manzhen's eyes were soft, and the scene of meeting Zheng Shaoqiu for the first time in Panjiayuan subconsciously appeared in her mind.

On the outskirts, there was a lonely girl standing with her eyes slightly red, and her heart turned a thousand times, which was complicated and indescribable.

It was Jiang Xue.

The first time she heard Zheng Shaoqiu's name was from her grandfather.

The thirteen needles of the Ghost Gate, which had long been lost, actually reappeared, and he was still a young man in his early twenties, which aroused her deep curiosity.

Later, in the pawn shop, she met Zheng Shaoqiu for the first time, and also witnessed the other party's profound attainments in the antique industry.

Then, there was that bloody rainy night, in that desperate situation, Zheng Shaoqiu could still fight a bloody way, which had to be amazing!